Chapter 23

Bai Wuchen smiled bitterly, sighing inwardly.

How could I not have understood the sage’s meaning earlier? I didn’t even make a reservation for the sage at the restaurant, allowing Lin Qingyun to take the lead. The sage was trying to hint at me!

Zhao Laotou, noticing Bai Wuchen’s frequent sighs, became even more cautious, listening carefully to Li Nianfan’s story.

At this moment, the story was about Patriarch Bodhi imparting the Dao to Sun Wukong.

"The Patriarch said: 'Since you have the good fortune, I am also happy to teach. Since you have understood the hidden riddles, come closer and listen carefully, and I will impart to you the wondrous Dao of immortality.' Sun Wukong bowed in gratitude, listened attentively, and knelt by the bed..."

Good fortune?

Happy to teach?

The wondrous Dao of immortality?

Lin Qingyun, Bai Wuchen, and Zhao Laotou all trembled, their pupils filled with excitement and shock.

Their bodies were trembling slightly.

Would he really teach the wondrous Dao of immortality?

They were certain that this was the sage using Patriarch Bodhi’s words to impart knowledge to them, hinting that they had a connection with him.

Especially Zhao Laotou, who was on the verge of death, could not help but hold his breath when he heard about the wondrous Dao of immortality.

Meng Junliang tightened his grip on his pen, pursing his lips, afraid of missing a single word.

"The Patriarch said: 'The true and wondrous secret of the complete and thorough Dao, the cultivation of life and essence has no other method. All of it is about essence, energy, and spirit, which must be carefully preserved and not leaked. Do not leak, keep it within, and you will flourish after receiving my teachings...'"

Layer upon layer of incantations flowed from Li Nianfan’s mouth, like the sound of evening drums and morning bells, accompanied by the sound of the Dao, entering everyone’s ears. Some people’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if they had gained some understanding, while others remained expressionless, feeling nothing.

Bai Wuchen and the others’ bodies were already stiff, their minds filled with a loud rumbling.

The Dao!

It really is the Dao of immortality!

Their scalps tingled, and goosebumps covered their bodies.

These sentences were obscure and difficult to understand, so they hurriedly memorized them deeply.

Boom!

A thick layer of dark clouds suddenly enveloped the sky above Luoxian City, lightning like silver snakes darting through the clouds, turning the entire city silver.

Rushing rain poured down, the city surrounded by a curtain of rain.

People on the streets hurried to take shelter, amazed by the sudden change in the weather.

Inside the restaurant, no one knew what was happening outside; their attention was entirely on the story.

Sun Wukong learned a set of incredible abilities, flying through the air, diving into the earth, and transforming in seventy-two ways, each one making people yearn.

Bai Wuchen yearned bitterly, "These abilities are far superior to the cultivation methods we practice."

"Our cultivation methods are nothing compared to these!" Zhao Laotou said bluntly.

He no longer had any doubts, feeling incredibly fortunate to have come with Bai Wuchen, otherwise, he would have missed a great opportunity.

Is this the world of immortals? How astonishing must these abilities be?

At this point, even if Li Nianfan said he was not an immortal, no one would believe him.

If he were not an immortal, how could he know what the world of immortals is like, and how could he be so familiar with the abilities of immortals?

Li Nianfan smiled slightly and continued, "When the lineage is complete, the body returns to its origin, and only then will the name be recorded in the immortal registry. But the ultimate outcome is unknown, and the beginning and end of this world remain a mystery. Listen to the next chapter for more."

It’s over again?

Everyone felt unsatisfied, only then noticing that a torrential rain was pouring outside, dark clouds covering the sun, with lightning and thunder continuously.

Many ordinary people bowed to the sky in reverence, praying for the protection of the immortals.

Luoxian City had not seen such a spectacular scene in a hundred years.

Bai Wuchen and Zhao Laotou exchanged glances, their hearts filled with speculation.

The sage’s strength was truly unfathomable; just telling a story could cause such a change in the weather, which was truly terrifying.

Li Nianfan walked to the door of the restaurant, looking at the dark clouds, and frowned, "The weather is really unpredictable. This heavy rain is quite troublesome; it should stop soon."

In the pond in his backyard, a golden shadow flashed and darted into the clouds.

"Mr. Li, let me send you back, I guarantee you won’t get wet at all," Bai Wuchen said hurriedly, trying to show his enthusiasm.

But in the next moment, a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining on Li Nianfan’s feet.

Then, the dark clouds dispersed, and the heavy rain stopped abruptly, as if someone had forcefully cut it off.

"Whoa—"

Bai Wuchen and the others simultaneously drew in a sharp breath, looking at Li Nianfan in shock.

Words followed by action!

Even the heavens gave the sage face!

Li Nianfan, however, felt nothing, only thinking he was lucky, and stepped out of the restaurant.

"Mr. Li, please wait a moment," Meng Junliang chased after him, "Mr. Li, can I write your name on this *Journey to the West*?"

"Absolutely not," Li Nianfan shook his head.

In this dangerous world of cultivation, he did not want to be too conspicuous.

"This book was actually written by someone named Wu Cheng'en. You can leave his name."

"Wu Cheng'en, Wu Cheng'en..."

Meng Junliang muttered the name, his eyes brightening, and he bowed, "Mr. Li, you are truly talented, I have gained more insight!"

What have you understood?

Li Nianfan mocked inwardly, too lazy to respond.

It’s really embarrassing.

Unbeknownst to him, Bai Wuchen and the others also had a sudden realization, looking at Li Nianfan with respect.

Wu Cheng'en, this must mean that he doesn’t want to owe anyone a favor.

*Journey to the West* will definitely cause a huge stir in the cultivation world. Just the wondrous Dao of immortality heard today is invaluable, and it can be said that only immortals can read this book!

The sage not only willingly shared it but also named himself Wu Cheng'en, which means he doesn’t need to owe anyone a favor.

High, truly high!

The sage’s actions are indeed full of profound meaning.

Zhao Laotou urgently pulled Bai Wuchen, making frantic eye signals.

Bai Wuchen pulled Zhao Laotou to Li Nianfan’s side and introduced him respectfully, "Mr. Li, this is my old friend, Zhao Shanhe. He has long admired your talent and insisted on meeting you through me."

"Mr. Zhao, I see." Li Nianfan smiled, thinking that if he admired his talent, he must be a cultured person in the cultivation world.

Zhao Shanhe hurriedly bowed, "I have met Mr. Li."

"Mr. Zhao, you are too kind."

Li Nianfan smiled in response, thinking that cultured people are indeed cultured, with high standards, and even treating him, an ordinary person, with great courtesy.

He was truly lucky; the cultivators he had met on his journey were all very friendly, making him feel very comfortable.

Zhao Shanhe and the others accompanied Li Nianfan to the city gate.

Li Nianfan patted Nuan Nuan’s head and smiled, "Nuan Nuan, goodbye."

To his surprise, Nuan Nuan responded, "Good...bye."

The recovery effect was surprisingly good, better than any miraculous medicine.

Bai Wuchen and the others were simultaneously amazed: Mr. Li is truly a divine person!